The mercenary's face began to turn black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then blood came out of all his orifices. Then his entire face began to fester and bubble, and finally he floundered a few times and died.
The entire battlefield fell silent in an instant.
If the broken limbs and bodies just now were enough to intimidate these mercenaries and reduce their morale, then the death of this mercenary directly filled everyone's hearts with a deep fear.
With Qing Fan and his group, Ji Feng and Qing Feng striking down their swords once again, the war began anew. However, this time, no mercenary dared to flee. They would rather be hacked to death than die in such an ugly way like their companions.
But with their minds set on death, how could these mercenaries compare to the caravan? The entire battle instantly became one-sided. Everyone killed the mercenaries with almost no effort.
"When did you hide such a strong poison in your body?" Qian Yeming asked with a frown.
"What's wrong?" Murong smiled and raised an eyebrow. Regarding her proficiency in poison, hadn't he always been very supportive?
"That thing is too poisonous, and you put it on such a thin needle. What if you accidentally prick yourself?"
He didn't care how others died or how tragically they died. This world was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. If these people hadn't had evil intentions and wanted to kill them, they wouldn't have died so tragically.
He has never been a kind person, because he knows that in this world, except for his wife and a few of his close subordinates, anyone else may betray him or take his life at any time.
So he was fine with how vicious his wife's tactics were. The only bad thing was that he was afraid that she might hurt herself.
Murong smiled at Qian Yeming's concern.
"Don't worry, this silver needle-killing trick has been my go-to for over a decade. I've been using it in that world, so how could it possibly go wrong? Besides... I've discovered I'm immune to all poisons."
"How could that be?" Qian Yeming asked, "Didn't he drug you back when you were at the Marshal's Mansion? You said you were all relying on that drug to stay alive. Those assassins also obeyed Murong Qingyu because of that drug."
Murong Xiao nodded: "Yes. After I traveled through time, I inherited all my previous memories, but after I prepared the antidote, I found that Murong Qingyu's poison suddenly had no effect on me."
"You had this physique in that world before?"
"Yeah." Murong smiled and nodded: "Otherwise I wouldn't be so perverted as to tinker with poisons everywhere. It's precisely because I am immune to toxins that I started studying poisons."
"That's good!" Qian Yeming smiled, but his heart sank again.
The words just now made him think again of Xiao Tao's recognition of his master, the Divine Cult's search for people, and the mysterious birthmark.
By connecting so many events, he was almost 80% certain that the little princess of Northern Wei was Xiao'er herself. Six months after her birth, her soul had departed for another world, and her birthmark had vanished with it. Her body had been replaced by another woman.
With Xiao'er's return, the woman would naturally be pushed out. Otherwise, a person's physique couldn't undergo such a fundamental change due to the inhabitation of a soul. The only explanation for its change was that this soul was the original body of this body.
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